Tomoe Queen's Blade Novels & Stories

He had to face Bryan and Tomo. Tomo then drew out her sword and stood beside Bryan. "I would willingly die for you my Queen," Bryan said. "And I too," Tomo said. They attacked him but they where nothing as he blew them out at once. He then reached me and was swinging his blade from above to cut me Into two vertically. I looked up and saw his blade coming with such great speed. "So this is the end!" I said to myself. Immediately I saw something blocked it with a sword. "What are you doing you would really die?" He said.

she tells me, lifting the knife. Its blade is black and sharpens to a point that I can't even see. The blade and the handle are all one solid piece and it looks eerily similar to a dragon tooth. "What is that made of?" I ask. "The same material your palace is made of but tempered and forged by mages that specialize in weaponry. Now give me your foot," she says. I do as she says, watching with amusement as she stands. My foot is bigger than her entire body. She takes the knife and I let out a small growl as she manages to pry off one of the scales.

Marmel nodded silently, watching the young woman in front of her pick up the sharp blade in front of her, which had previously pierced her body. "Can you do it?" She handed her the blade. Mrs. Marmel nodded voluntarily before the queen turned to meet her back. She stared into the void in front of her with a fixed face, listening to the sound of that blade slashing in the air and feeling the tremor of her body afterwards. She looked at her dark locks scattered around her. "Now I can move without obstruction." She watched her reflection on the same blade, her dark tufts several inches beyond her face, and she smiled in return.

Blade whispered and quickly he closed his eyes, slowly looking around the scene where he thinks his mate was captured, he was trying to make a flash backs of the events that happened, everything seemed to be blurry for a while, then slowly he saw his mate together with the queen. They were laughing as they passed by the sellers, then quickly he saw her stopped while the queen went ahead of her, she touched a flower as if they were drawing her to them. Blade closed his eyes tightly, this was where his mate was caught, the flowers where charmed, he walked closer to her, staring deeply into her eyes, her eyes were hollow, totally white. Indeed the flowers were poisoned to charm her, then sudden

It didn't have the obsidian skin of the scouts; it was wearing a suit of white bone-armor that mimicked the Vane's own runes. ​"The Earth-Alphas are more creative than the Queen anticipated," the Enforcer said, its voice a telepathic echo in Leo’s mind. "But a flying garden is still just a garden. I am Korth, the Queen's First Blade. And I have come to prune the dead weight." ​Korth lunged, his bone-sword igniting with a violet "Null-Frequency." ​Leo didn't dodge. He used the "Wild Code" to catch the blade with his bare hand, the amber runes on his palm sparking as they fought to neutralize the violet poison. The shockwave of the impact sent a tremor through the entire Labyrinth.

His claws leaving a deep scratch across his shoulder blade. I looked at him sadly. My eyes welling with tears as I replied. “You are not my Alpha, Drake. I am a Luna Queen.” My message was simple. I out ranked him. His will had no effect on me. I chose to respect him as an Alpha, but I did not need to fulfil his command.

His sword started to glow, and a powerful burst of light struck where the Swarm Queen stood like a lightning bolt. "Zephyr Slash!" The blade flashed brilliantly, carrying an unsettling presence around it. However, the attack was only half completed and was still in mid-air when the Swarm Queen extended her right hand ahead. The blade in her hand immediately struck upward. Clang! There was a loud clang, and the longsword possessing murderous intent broke into two…

I asked Queen Selene, "You know the dark blade?" She nodded, "Yes. It belongs to Roosevelt." Michael and I froze, "It belongs to Roosevelt?" Michael pressed, "Then why was Daksha wielding it?" Queen Selene said, "Let me break it down. That sword was Roosevelt's personal weapon. The one he carried into every war. The one he used to channel his spell." Michael asked, "What spell?" I answered, voice low, "The spell that ripped the alpha of the White Claw Pack apart. The one that makes bodies detonate from the inside."

"You've come this far." "Yes," I whispered finally, taking a moment to find my voice. "I accept my duties as Luna Queen and the role in its name. I accept being fully bound to my responsibilities and my role toward all of werekind." The elder's mouth pressed into a thin line, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he handed me the dagger. The blade was ancient, its edge gleaming in the sunlight as if it had just been sharpened. Intricate symbols were carved into its hilt, each marking the legacy of every Luna Queen who had come before me. I could feel the weight of their histories, their sacrifices, and their power radiating from it.

He wrapped his fingers around the handle, raising the Katana so the blade reflected the moonlight. The corner of Ruslan's mouth twitched, "Father Martin called. He wants his scripture back." Adler swung the blade in one fluid motion, and as the blade sang in the air, he felt light. A feeling he hadn't crossed paths with in months, and when the edge dug into skin, slashing past Ruslan's chest, the heavy darkness was shed. Ruslan still clutched at his shoulder as he stared at the injury with a somewhat hopeless gaze, then raised his lashes back up to Adler. He struggled to open his lips to drop what Adler knew were last words, but instead, a gurgle of blood splurged.